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Mar 2021
i won't forget,
when i cried you just looked at me
and what a silly heart of mine isβ€”
it kept thinking,
you will pick those tears for me
and say 'i am here for you'
but you were just standing in front of me
like a stranger
pick your own tears
leeaaun
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leeaaun  22/F/Pakistan
(22/F/Pakistan)   
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